Onyx poured two glasses of the cordial, and placed them on the table before taking a seat herself. The meal smelled delicious, but what Tarentek had said about tastes kept her from eating long enough to continue on the topic. "I doubt our tastes are completely the same though. Your people must have some reservations about certain foods that I definitely wouldn't have. Say for instance... You told me that your people are born from eggs, I know of a race that also is born from eggs that sees eating eggs as an abomination, while I must say I like the way bird's eggs taste."

"Or even something as simple as raw meat. I can eat it just fine, although I don't know if you can so I've cooked all the meat I've fed you so far. Now that I think about it, My people have very few reservations about what we eat, so long as it's not rotting." Onyx stopped talking to take a drink of her cordial. [i]It's not as sweet as the last batch I made... It's still good though.[/i]